[On the jade talisman, a zither and a sword crossed over each other, revealing a luminescent green glow. Placed in the palm, it was exceptionally warm, unlike any ordinary object.]
[Unlocked item: Zither Sword Jade Talisman (Tantai)]
[Item description: With this item, you can choose to go to a destination: Zither Sword Mountain, and become a disciple under 'Zither Sword Elder' Tantai Yao when making a choice.]
["Hmph!" Xie An's face darkened, feeling slighted, and he immediately turned and left in a huff.]
[Xuanqing Guardian of Duan Jiang nodded to Song Brahman Mirror and also departed.]
[Soon, within Xuanqing Lake, where demonic energy raged across three hundred miles, nothing was left but blood and a chilling emptiness, leaving only you and Song Brahman Mirror.]
[You tactfully handed the jade talisman to Song Brahman Mirror, only to receive a roll of her eyes: "I am a true successor, why would I seize your opportunity?"]
[She merely stretched out her delicate jade finger, lightly tapping the jade scroll like a dragonfly skimming the water, and was quite surprised: "A prestigious boxing manual, and not even a Zither Sword secret technique. He treats you very well."]
["Hmm...Meteor Chasing Moon Fist Scripture is divided into two volumes, 'Falling Star' and 'Chasing Moon'. If fully mastered, reaching the transformational state, you could comprehend the fist intent 'Sun and Moon Shining Together'; even prestigious clans wouldn't casually impart such true teachings..."]
["This Tantai Yao... he's truly invested!"]
["The journey to Yunluan Mountain will take half a month because of you."]
["You have a Jiaolong Half-Demon Body; although your demon blood is thin, you can skip the steps of practicing punches and kicks and directly step into 'Martial Gate Foundation Establishment'. But this fist is precious; not practicing would be a waste."]
["So for the next half-month, practice an hour every day; let me see your foundation." The woman sternly looked at you.]
["Yes, my lord." You responded gratefully, for over the past ten years, no one had ever taught you how to cultivate.]
[The ambition flowing within you...]
[Makes you realize that this might be your one and only chance in this life.]
Within Xuanqing Lake.
Song Brahman Mirror casually twirled a sword flower, cleansing the blood off the sword with energy. Hearing the youth's grateful address as 'my lord' behind her, her brow instinctively furrowed:
"There's no need to call me 'my lord,' you..."
She turned back to look at you, pondered for a moment, and sighed:
"Forget it,"
"From now on, just call me 'sister.'"
"Come on, Ancient Moon, I'll take you away from here."
With that, the woman turned her elegant neck, about to leave.
But the words from behind made her pause for a moment.
"For over ten years, I've never left Xuanqing Lake."
"I've never seen what the outside world is like."
"Earlier, that elder said I'm either surnamed Xie or Tantai, but I know nothing of it, and I loathe the surname Ancient even more."
He narrated his sorrowful past calmly, his expression unchanged, accustomed to this already.
"If Sister Brahman Mirror is willing, could you grant me a name?"
"I wish to discard the past and start anew."
Song Brahman Mirror didn't turn back.
She slightly lowered her head, her chest heaving, unable to see her toes, and her voice slightly cold:
"You know nothing of the outside world."
"Then how would you know that following me isn't stepping into another abyss?"
"These things, I've told you in advance."
The closeness the youth showed, Song Brahman Mirror felt.
But he was too full of longing.
Probably dreaming now of rising high into the sky, ascending into the heavens, right?
But Yunluan Mountain Sword Palace stands upon the Dao of demon slaying...
Every truly admitted disciple must enter the 'Demon-locking Forest', staining their sword with demon blood, to embark on the path of cultivation.
His half-demon identity cannot be hidden.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a ghostly wind swept by, and the woman's gem-like black eyes turned sharply, as the pressure of a 'Great Innate' gradually dispersed, and then...
She pointed her sword at the center of the person's forehead behind her!
The woman slightly raised her head, her expression cold and flawless.
The tip of her sword was cool, bringing a storm-like killing intent.
"Rip!"
The ribbon binding Song Brahman Mirror's dark hair suddenly snapped with a 'crisp' sound, then her full head of blue-black hair cascaded down like a waterfall.
"I asked you to call me 'sister' out of pity."
"But do you know..."
"In Yunluan Sword Palace, there are countless people who can draw their sword instantly, who can kill you in a blink of an eye, like stars across the sky, and while you faced cold stares in Xuanqing Lake, it didn't cost your life,"
"Following me, perhaps one day you might meet with an 'accident,' who knows."
A mocking curve appeared on the woman's lips.
It seemed she was mocking the ignorance of the person before her.
But who she truly mocked, herself or him, only the woman knew.
Song Brahman Mirror originally thought,
After this sword was drawn, he would retreat, he would fear.
But what she didn't expect was...
The person before her slowly raised his hand, grasping the sword tip, allowing the blood to flow from his palm, yet his expression remained unmoved:
"So what?"
"I've already died once at Xuanqing Lake."
"Why fear death again in the future?"
His voice was light, but Song Brahman Mirror heard it clearly, inexplicably, she turned her head slightly, feeling a sudden anxiety, not daring to meet his gaze.
After a moment, she was suddenly angry out of shame:
"Fine, not afraid of death, are you..."
"Then from now on you shall take my surname and be named Chai Xin, called 'Song Chai Xin'."
"Like firewood used as fuel, once burned, it turns to a pile of ashes, scattered to the wind, leaving no trace behind."
"Are you satisfied now?"
The woman sheathed her sword, feeling a hint of guilt as she watched the blood drip from the youth's palm, yet she stiffened her neck, not losing composure a bit.
I am 'Great Innate'!
Saved his life, how dare he...
"Haha..." The youth, now named 'Song Chai Xin,' shook the blood from his shredded hand, chuckling unbothered:
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